Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58615 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58615 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 293(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
“All lubed up for me?” Seb asks, the thick crown of his dick breaching me. It burns slightly when he stretches me slowly, easing all the way in until he bottoms out. He leans forward to seek out my mouth. We kiss hard and sloppily as he fucks me in an aggressive yet sweet way that makes me feel safe with him. I’m too spent to come again. I just know it. But then his fingers are massaging my clit hard and fast. It almost hurts to try to wring out another orgasm. “Come for me, Clo. Don’t deny me what I want.”
It builds and builds until I’m crying out his name.
The world around me glitters white as I lose myself to ecstasy.
I’m dizzied with pleasure.
He groans, signaling his release, before filling me up.
“Oh God,” I murmur.
I’m so sore. Everything hurts.
And yet…
“About time,” Ford says to someone. “We started without you.”
“No shit,” Zac grunts.
Seb smiles against my lips and then pulls out abruptly. My eyes seek out Zac through heavy lids. He’s naked. Gloriously naked. His lean, yet chiseled chest begs to be touched and his large cock juts out proudly in front of him. I lick my lips before meeting his hungry, almost angry stare.
I tense, panic welling up inside of me.
But then he winks.
That simple act of reassurance has me relaxing despite the way three men’s cum leaks from my sore pussy.
“My turn, brat,” Zac growls, his brown eyes darkening. When he first called me brat, way back when they started working for my dad, I’d taken offense. But over the years, I’ve come to accept it as a term of endearment.
His hands find my hips roughly and he flips me over onto my stomach. Fire cracks along my ass cheek the moment he slaps it. Before I can recover, he’s pushing his overly large dick inside me.
Tears burn in my eyes as he brutally stretches me to the point of pain. He’s thick and long. With every thrust, he bruises me someplace deep inside. All I can do is suppress a sob as I grip the comforter.
He slaps my ass again, making me clench around him. I whimper at the pain of it. His hand massages the sore flesh and I’m almost eager to feel the sting once more.
What’s wrong with me?
He thrusts hard, hitting a spot within me that makes me jolt in surprise. His hand cracks my ass another time before gripping my hips hard. He angles me higher as he pistons his hips. The place he’s found inside me throbs with each glorious stab of his monster cock.
Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.
“Oh God!” I scream when the pleasure seems to claw at me from the inside out. This orgasm is different from the others. It pulls me from this world and tosses me into another. Foreign and wonderful. I’m in unfamiliar territory.
A feral grunt tears from Zac’s throat.
Then his heat floods me.
His cum fills me up, stinging my insides. I expect him to pull out, but he lays his sweaty body against my back and finds my ear. He presses a sweet kiss to the shell of my ear.
“I knew you’d be perfect, Clove,” he murmurs. “So fucking perfect. And ours.”
I don’t have the words.
Tears of happiness and fatigue and from being overwhelmed leak from my eyes.
All I can do is nod.
Theirs.
I am theirs.
Finally.
I wake to a hand flopping across my face and I groan, shoving away the man’s hand. Rolling onto my side, I find Clo tucked against Leo’s side. Images of last night when we all took a turn with our girl come flooding through my mind.
We’re all so fucked up.
And, honestly, I can’t find it in me to care.
In our case, fucked up is really hot and strangely fulfilling.
Yes, Leo is a bed hog and sleeps like a three-year-old. But he’s also one of my best friends. Loyal to a fault. Would lay down his life, like he clearly demonstrated not too long ago, for the girl in his arms. And the great part is, he’s not a jealous, possessive prick. None of us are. We’ve all dabbled a bit in polyamorous sex, but this is the first time all four of us have actively—yet in an unspoken way—pursued the same woman with more purpose than to just fuck.
All four of us deeply care for Clo.
The situation is a goddamn mess, but I’m not about to start ironing down the specifics. Last night happened, and something tells me more nights like that will happen. We’ll keep little Clo here forever if we have to. That idea is enticing as hell.
I stroke my fingers through Clo’s hair and inhale her sweet scent. My cock is hard against the crack of her ass. When her ass presses back against me, I realize she’s awake.